Bachelor
I been turning up sipping lean out of styrofoam
I can't hang around pussy niggas never got along
Let me get a foot up in the door put my potnas on
Bitches say they know I'm for the streets, well they got it wrong
I ain't ever ask a bitch for shit cause I got it on
White boy hit me for the pack, smoking out a bong
You ain't calling me to get some gas now you got the tone
If it ain't bout money I ain't even picking up the phone
Purple make a nigga move slow, I be sipping green
Told her I don't really do hoes, she like what you mean
I be so respectful to the bitch, make her think im green
Really i'm just tryna get that hoe to come and fuck the team
I be laid back, in the clouds looking for the cream
Push his wave cap, way back i was just a team
Chill nigga but i stay strapped, even in my dreams
Mob ties bitch i'm badda boom bro nem badda bing
Plug say the pressure on a boat cause he overseas
I can make it happen I just gotta pull a lot of strings
I was born with a hustle bone that shit in my jeans
Blicky on the run with me today we Thelma and Louise
I was broke as fuck this a money in the bank song
Walk his ass down, fa fa now his face gone
Ima make the music my career but it take long
If you got a brother in the system tell him stay strong
Choppa bullets beating on his chest call it king kong
Telling opp niggas fuck ya life nigga bing bong
I'm just tryna rule the whole world this the theme song
Ima share the money with the gang put the team on
Nerves bad, walking back and foward like a ping pong
Ball hard, every single day then i'm going home
Hit the yo, spit the realest shit through the microphone
Snake niggas i was dealing with now they long gone
Pop out with my bruddas we the one them bitches all on
Told her don't be feeling on my waist, this a rod zone
Bitch sat on my bed for a few minutes now her drawls gone
Clip, pockets, and my fucking money yea they all long
Learn from her mistakes tell her do not go through that boy phone
Bitch got on her knees up in this bitch and now her jaws blown
I'm just tryna fuck im not the nigga you can call on
Twenty bitches fucking with the gang, now they all gone
I can't hang around pussy niggas never got along
Let me get a foot up in the door put my potnas on
Bitches say they know I'm for the streets, well they got it wrong
I ain't ever ask a bitch for shit cause I got it on
White boy hit me for the pack, smoking out a bong
You ain't calling me to get some gas now you got the tone
If it ain't bout money I ain't even picking up the phone
Purple make a nigga move slow, I be sipping green
Told her I don't really do hoes, she like what you mean
I be so respectful to the bitch, make her think im green
Really i'm just tryna get that hoe to come and fuck the team
I be laid back, in the clouds looking for the cream
Push his wave cap, way back i was just a team
Chill nigga but i stay strapped, even in my dreams
Mob ties bitch i'm badda boom bro nem badda bing
Plug say the pressure on a boat cause he overseas
I can make it happen I just gotta pull a lot of strings
I was born with a hustle bone that shit in my jeans
Blicky on the run with me today we Thelma and Louise
I was broke as fuck this a money in the bank song
Walk his ass down, fa fa now his face gone
Ima make the music my career but it take long
If you got a brother in the system tell him stay strong
Choppa bullets beating on his chest call it king kong
Telling opp niggas fuck ya life nigga bing bong
I'm just tryna rule the whole world this the theme song
Ima share the money with the gang put the team on
Nerves bad, walking back and foward like a ping pong
Ball hard, every single day then i'm going home
Hit the yo, spit the realest shit through the microphone
Snake niggas i was dealing with now they long gone
Pop out with my bruddas we the one them bitches all on
Told her don't be feeling on my waist, this a rod zone
Bitch sat on my bed for a few minutes now her drawls gone
Clip, pockets, and my fucking money yea they all long
Learn from her mistakes tell her do not go through that boy phone
Bitch got on her knees up in this bitch and now her jaws blown
I'm just tryna fuck im not the nigga you can call on
Twenty bitches fucking with the gang, now they all gone
Credits
Writer(s): Dimarco Nobles
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